Now entering Jack's Office

[heroantagonist]

[It's a long ride up in the elevator. The floors passing you by start to merge together into a jumbled blur, leaving the whole experience altogether surreal and boring.

Eventually though, it ends. Finally, you're deposited in a yellow hallway, rows upon rows of computers on business desks encased in large glass windows. A disc-shaped cleaning bot handles the long stretch of hallway you march down, rumbling incessantly as it passes. More potted plants. More Hyperion logos, getting worse by the second-

And then you enter Jack's office.

The man (the myth, the legend) himself is probably behind his desk. So why don't you drop in and say hi? Just be mindful of the rules...]

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Week 4, Wednesday-ish, hallucinations

[oxygendestroyer]

[Serizawa is going to try taking a heavy shovel he got from the clown with him up to Jack’s office. He’s Uh. Not looking too great. Less polished and put together than his usual stoicism makes him appear.

I promise, despite his best efforts, he’s not actually going to attack Jack.]

[heroantagonist]

[unlike last time, Jack isn’t at his desk. Rather, he’s off in some sort of readying area to the right of the huge windows. A fireplace blazes beside him as he flips to another page… and tosses the tome into the flames.]

… Oh, hey. It’s, uh, don’t tell me… Serizawa! Hey; you going digging somewhere, buddy? I pure not gonna find any loot up here. Better try one of the observation biomes instead, if you ever get the chance.

[oxygendestroyer]

[He's... dragging the shovel along the ground, stumbling in.

He blinks at Jack, blearily.]

...where... is it...?

[heroantagonist]

Uhhhh.

[Stands up. Not out of concern, but confusion.]

Where’s what? C’mon, you’re scuffing the floors, big guy.

[oxygendestroyer]

My... destroyer.

[He waves the shovel around vaguely.] You have it. I know you have it. Give it to me.

[He's fine.]

[heroantagonist]

Your… Destroyer? Ohh, you’re talking about- sorry. I had my own destroyer, but that beastly is long gone, which is a gigantic pain in my ass.

[Jack is unfazed by this threat, if you could even call it that.]

You’re talking about that Oxygen thingy, aren’t you? You know, it wasn’t a bigass space laser or anything, but that was some nice tech, doc.

[oxygendestroyer]

[Jack's confirmation absolutely does not help Serizawa's mental state right now.]

You.... do have it.

Hand it over. We need... we need to protect the station. Everyone will die if we don't...

[heroantagonist]

Ah! Bah-bah-bah. Hold your horses, captain depth perception. I don’t have it.

… On me. I’m sure it’s out there, somewhere. But it’s not important. You don’t even want to know some of the things I’ve got around here. They make your little oxygen destroyer look like… [he grasps for something in the air.] I dunno, a wet fart? Anyway, you shouldn’t worry about it.

[oxygendestroyer]

[This considerably does not help matters. Especially as Serizawa stabs the shovel into the ground.]

You stupid... asshole.

[And he just points out the window, at absolutely nothing.]

Your pathetic imitation of an experiment.... it will be worthless if he destroys the station! We’ll all be dead! And you’ll be left with nothing!

[heroantagonist]

And that’s not gonna buff out.

Whoa, whoa. Hold the phone. Uhh, just exactly do you think is going to destroy this station?

[oxygendestroyer]

Don’t you... treat me like a child...

It’s purposeful grimace... it’s terrible frown... [He grips his head in pain with his free hand.] You can feel him tearing down the high-tension wires as we speak!

We are but helpless people on subway trains, screaming, bug-eyed, as he looks down on us!

[He’s pacing around in a circle at this point, sweaty and stressed and frantic.]

He’ll pick up this station and throw us right into the ground, as he wades through the buildings in the center of town...!

H-he has to go! We have to kill him! We have to kill G-G-Godzilla!

[heroantagonist]

[… He slowly claps.]

Hey, I don’t say this lightly; shivers. Package that and sell it, you’d make a mint.

But listen. [He puts himself in Serizawa’s path.] Trust me on this: Hyperion’s got it handled. Your little Godzilla might be news back home, but here? Nah. See, we’ve got a little thing called “Vault Guardians”. And some of them also happen to come with lasers.

And fire. Also tentacles- the point is, if he shows up, we’ll have something in store for him. Okay, pumpkin?

[oxygendestroyer]

You don't- then unleash them! The Guardians, your weapons, anything!

[He points out the window angrily.] He's right outside, you nitwit!

[heroantagonist]

[Jack peers out into the vast emptiness of space.]

… Where is he? Behind the moon? Is he planet-sized?